I thought long what our stay in the second Airbnb “Batman” should be about. Today on a slow Sunday, watching people by the river and after an energizing day on a farm, I read Charles Eisenstein's Story of Interbeing. I guess that’s what Batman was all about. Feeling the connection between us and the place. … Continue reading Interbeing. [Our nomadic life – Batman, 07.03.-07.04.2022.]
We decided to give names to the different Airbnbs and places we would stay at. To be able to visualize them better. In alphabetic order and connected to a movie. So, our first Airbnb ‘A’ became Amelie pretty quickly. We’ve moved out. There’s no apartment to go back to. This is not a holiday where … Continue reading Kingfisher. [Our nomadic life – Amelie, 07.02.-07.03.2022]
In January, Bridget, the cats, and I moved out of the apartment in Berlin. Both of us wrote a few lines about that moment. There was way more tension, stress, and emotion involved than these lines uncover. And instead of starting a long-planned and longed-for one month road trip together which would have been our … Continue reading New chapters. [Our Nomadic Life 2022]
Almost exactly 3 years ago I arrived in Berlin after almost 9 months of traveling. Being loaded with new experiences about places, people, and myself. I came back not because I felt ready or done with traveling. I originally thought I wouldn’t come back to Germany for a while. I felt overloaded and still searching … Continue reading Feeling whole.
I hear the soft drops hitting the car‘s roof. The sky turned to greys and grey-blues when the last pink of the Sunset disappears on the horizon. It’s quiet, except the rain drops hitting the roof of my car. I can’t believe how lucky I am. I almost didn’t make it here this weekend, a … Continue reading Regenerating.
I look into the mirror, my reflection is mustering me with curiosity. I look old, crosses my mind. The last 4 years I didn't really celebrate my birthday. I traveled alone to Iceland, spend a day in Los Angeles, made a multiple-day hike, or explored Berlin with Bridget during the first weeks of the pandemic. … Continue reading A new decade in the making.
Breakfast. It’s calm. I just hear the buzzing of the fridge. The cats have left the kitchen after their breakfast while I’m still munching on my musli bowl and cup of coffee. I stand at the window looking into the backyard and to the row of apartment houses across - facing us, facing me. Some … Continue reading In a state of not knowing
https://vimeo.com/486721408 I remember, while growing up, my grandma was around almost all the time, taking care of everything, especially after my granddad had passed away too early. She prepared lunch for my dad and my uncle 5 times a week, every week for over 30 years. When we ran up the stairs and passed her … Continue reading San Francisco. A belated dream.